Iron rent a giant plane,
truth of pink and restful came.
Chick, go pretty and go high!
Irish men will never lie....
Think about the dark and dead,
feel the gender of the lead.
Fish some reason from the heights,
suck the cover off the lights.
Eric is too fucking tall,
find some bullshit at the mall.
Stock, and give it back to us.
Sit a week in research bus.
By Robert
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volume 3 The ink that never stops,and friends
PoetryThis poetry book will be fill with not only a couple of my poems.but poems from my friends,who share the same passion as me.there will be some poems like, love,pain,happiness,darkness and even some poems that some may have experience in life or have...
